Welcome to the 2004 Golden Razzy Winner! A clean
sweep. Worst Picture, Worst Actress, Worst Director and Worst Screenplay.
But it should have won an Oscar for Best Lipstick. I do think that critics
enjoy piling on in their smug asshole manner. I expect there were many worse
films in 2004. With a quick look D.E.B.S, Win a Date with Tad Hamilton, Confessions
of a Teenage Dram Queen jump off the page. Were they really better than Catwoman?
Maybe. I didn't see any of them, so I can't say. Still, this made $80 million
in ticket sales. Not exactly corn flakes. Unfortunately, it cost $100 million
so it was called a bomb. Most of the budget probably went to the catsuit.
I am amazed that it didn't become a fashion craze, but then not many would
look as good as Halle Berry in it. She owns that suit as she struts around
like she is on a catwalk. The filmmakers made two big mistakes - and a lot
of little ones - just who is this Catwoman - what is her place in the proud
pantheon of previous Catwomen from Lee Meriwether to Eartha Kitt to Julie
Newmar. Those are the Catwomen boys and men still dream about. And where
was Batman? But their worst crime was not having any cat puns. How can that
be? Not even a purr-fect or a nine lives reference? A few choice puns and
this would have been cathartic.
The most unbelievable thing about the film
is that Halle Berry initially plays a meek shy cubicle imprisoned graphic
artist who can't get a guy. I can believe that she crawls up walls and can
jump from roof to roof - but can't get a guy? She works in a cosmetic business
run by the literally steely jawed Sharon Stone who has developed a cream
that makes you look great till you stop and then you turn into a prune face.
She has to kill a few people to keep that little fact secret and Halle is
one of them when they flush her into the sewers with all the chemicals. She
is woken and brought back to life by a mystical cat. See, this I can believe
but that she can't get a guy? This could have been a catastrophe but instead
she has cat powers and can whiz up and down buildings in the worst special
effects since Mighty Mouse. But she furr-gets what happened to her and becomes
like catnip to the hot cop who thinks he is on the catbird seat with her.
There is needless to say a great catfight between her and Stone - who has
a stone-face from the cream. Her Kryptonite is rain and red laser lights
because at heart she is just a pussy cat. And she likes going out at night
meowing at the moon.